At half past nine in the evening, although the diners of the Red Spoon Hot Pot Restaurant have not yet dispersed, the employees have already begun to clean up and prepare for the end of work.

At 10:27, the last pair of diners left, and the Red Spoon hot pot restaurant suddenly fell into an indescribable atmosphere of excitement.

That's the excitement of getting off work;

I was also excited about the anticipation of the prize.

"Everybody's together!" The lobby manager came over and clapped his hands, his expression tired, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

All the employees also realized something and walked over with a smile on their faces.

When everyone got together, they couldn't help but talk about it.

During the day, it is inconvenient to talk about a lot of things, and there is no time to talk, so I can finally let go of the conversation at this time.

"Obediently, it turns out that the big man the boss said is Chang Dong!"

"Hey, who is that Chang Dong? Looks famous! ”

The grandmother who was in charge of cleaning, after holding back her curiosity for a day, finally asked.

"Chang Dong, you don't know, people are big bosses, oops, I can't say a word clearly, that Hanzhi Road customer service center knows, right? And the ten-mile peach blossom is his ......"

"What's more, people have invested tens of billions in Handong, and I heard that his main industry is still in Yanjing, and it is said that he is worth at least 30 billion."

"My mother! True or not, he looks like a college student, where did he get so much money? ”

"Hey, you say, what does our boss have to do with Chang Dong?"

Under the popularization of science by those in the know, the employees who didn't know were suddenly shocked, and their scalps were numb one by one, and they were secretly speechless.

The more the discussion became, the more lively it became, and it wasn't until Ni Jifei came over that everyone barely stopped the topic.

Ni Jifei didn't blame everyone's noise, at this time, he was radiant and radiant: "I said, today's hospitality is good, everyone has a bonus, I do what I say, come on, come on, this is a bonus." ”

As he spoke, Ni Jifei handed out the stack of envelopes in his hand one by one.

"Thank you boss!"

Everyone happily took the envelope and opened it, and there were 200 yuan each, and the atmosphere became more and more lively for a while.

"What does it mean to announce a happy event today, from now on, our Red Spoon will reach a strategic partnership with Dawn Food? It's very simple, from now on, our red spoon will be awesome! In the future, we will not only have this store, we will open two, three, countless stores, open all over the summer, everyone will work hard, and increase wages every year in the future, do a good job, and those who have the ability will have the opportunity to take charge of the new store alone! ”

Ni Jifei dragged the title of the entire "strategic cooperation" like a text, and his excited expression was overflowing.

The Red Spoon employees looked at the boss's excited expression, although many people couldn't understand it, but they thought about the onlookers caused by the young man during the day; Think about the introductions of colleagues; pinching the two hundred red envelopes that had just arrived, I was still subconsciously happy in my heart.

Maybe the red spoon hot pot restaurant is really going to be developed!

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Helping Ni Jifei is not only Changdong's compensation to a certain extent, but also a mutual benefit!

If Ni Jifei can really occupy a place in the hot pot industry, it will be of great help to him!

The trip to Handong, for Chang Dong, was just a small episode in the preparation stage.

On September 5, Chang Dong returned to Yanjing and began to concentrate on the affairs of the Dawn Department.

He began to decentralize, no, it should be said, he has actually been quite decentralized.

His delegation of power this time is more of an institutional decentralization, which is legally authorized through the company's express regulations.

He was preparing for the plunder two months later.

For generals, if you don't think about winning, you can think about defeat first, so you can not be defeated in a hundred battles!

This phrase has always been his code of conduct!

So he fully considered the possibility of failure!

To this end, more than 10 kinds of plans have been formulated at any cost.

For example, if Tianzhu does not scrap money in the event of a black swan event, he will inevitably lose a lot of money in this shorting, and he must sell some assets to stabilize the situation.

Therefore, he has already prioritized the assets under his name in advance, saving time for chaos.

In addition, he also had to think about what kind of public pressure he would face if the matter was revealed, how to put out the fire at that time, and so on.

In short, he will be able to take into account the possibilities, all the plans and preparations are pre-buried, even if they are not used and wasted, it is better than when they are used, but there are no chess pieces available.

By the time this was all done, it was early October.

Yin Huaishu is very trustworthy, and the 12 billion mortgage money is remitted to dozens of accounts designated by Changdong through dozens of accounts on time.

This money did not stay long, and it was transferred to the major distribution platforms one by one, including domestic, Hong Kong, foreign, and Tianzhu.

Due to the impact of the National Day, it was not until October 11 that Chang Dong completed all the preparatory work, and the funds entered a dormant period.

In twenty days at most, the war that belongs to him alone will begin.

In the calm period before the storm, he gathered a team of assistants and drove to Xinghua Township, Nanyuan City, Luzhou in a low-key manner.

It was Li Ziqi's hometown.

This time, the fleet was relatively large, with a total of five vehicles, including Changdong cars and an RV.

Li Ziqi is the only Internet celebrity that Chang Dong admired in his previous life.

The reason is very simple, don't be pretentious, work hard, and God rewards hard work.

Chang Dong chose to pass at this point in time, the signing was one, and the other was to go to the countryside to calm down, change his brain, and recuperate.

As soon as the convoy crossed the Nanyuan boundary, its speed slowed down.

Because of the clear purpose, the team did not ostentatiously pass through the market, but took the trail, so the road conditions were a little worse.

It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that the convoy entered Xinghua Township!

In order to prevent attention, the convoy was parked in the compound of the village committee at the head of the village.

As the convoy entered, the village committee was naturally alarmed.

Several middle-aged people and old men greeted them with blank and stunned faces, as if there had never been so many cars in this compound.

Chang Dong walked over with a smile, took out a cigarette, handed the cigarettes one by one, explained his intention, and said that he came to visit a friend, and the car occupied a place and looked at Haihan.

Several staff members, looking at the men who came up and down the Changdong convoy, and the slim white-collar women wearing professional clothes, didn't know that these people were not small?

Therefore, naturally do not dare to drive away!

Of course, there is no way to drive it away.

Chang Dong left most of the people, only taking Wei Jingyi and Ah Bi on foot, and walked to Xinghua Village.

The village is poor!

This is Changdong's first intuitive feeling.

Most of the houses here are still in the last century, with few red bricks and green tiles, and more green bricks and tiles.

Because of the rugged basin, the houses here are not like the rows of buildings in the countryside of Linjiang, but more according to the situation, one family in the east and one in the west.

However, although the village is poor, the infrastructure is very good.

At least the cement country road has connected all households, so that Changdong will not get lost, and there is a way to follow.

After encountering a few villagers and making some inquiries, Chang Dong accurately found Li Ziqi's home, to be precise, her grandmother's house - a dilapidated courtyard that could be sold for at least 100 million yuan if it was in Yanjing.

Chang Dong had just walked to the door, and not far away, a girl in a gray T-shirt and sweating profusely was pushing a wheelbarrow full of corn cobs and walked over.